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The Quandary

Date Written: September 21, 2017

The Quandary©

Standing high on the mountain side
I take in the first breath of morning
It seems so much more refreshing here

Maybe it is the altitude that we are at

The aroma of my morning brew reaches my nostrils
The steam a reminder of the time of year
As I survey the pristine landscape my thoughts wander to home

Father would be at the farm readying for harvest

He too would be having his first cup of java
I can hear mother in the background reminding him of something
Soon he would be culling the herd for winter meat

Isn’t that what people say I do, cull

Yet for me gazing down the hillside it does not feel the same
Sure I do this with my fellow men to survive
But it feels like to me that we are taking them out in their prime

That somehow it is a travesty

Back at some distant headquarters they will remind that others will follow
We are only doing what needs to be done
That much good will come of what we will do today

And in that is my quandary

I see them fall some younger, some older, some not at all
Those few spared to provide seed for new generations
That last gasp is the same regardless of their age
The word “timber” signaling their death knell

That which took decades if not centuries to grow
Will be felled in a matter of minutes
The tree which has lived longer than I now dead
A seedling placed where it so proudly stood

I am a logger
But you can call me Bob

Andreas Simic©

4 comments on “The Quandary”

  1. azzow2     September 21, 2017

    Excent descriptive thoughts. I felt in my mind the sensations as I read you words.

    1. Andreas Simic     September 25, 2017

      In my mind the greatest compliment I can receive as a writer of poetry
      is when I take someone along for the ride through my words.
      Compliments like this make me want to write more. Thanks.

  2. Uma Natarajan     September 21, 2017

    As usual wonderful, entire expression is amazing.

    1. Andreas Simic     September 25, 2017

      I love the word amazing and your words. Thank you.

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